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But those little people who play their own roles, after they have given everything they can, they leave this world in obscurity, and many times, the brilliance of their humanity can make people feel more emotional.

"You're right, Khadgar, this war can't afford any bigger twists and turns!" Oss's tone was unusually resolute.

At this moment, although he was very dull and sad, he knew in his heart that now was by no means the time to be too sad!

For the sake of the dead, but also for the living! He, Khadgar, and even Ser Lothar, Furstad, Tulayan, Danas, Aurelia, Kudran, and so on, all the leaders must lift their spirits and lead every hopeful people onward!

After a while, Khadgar recounted the movements of the alliance for Oss. And his account is far more accurate and detailed than the description in the letter.

Oss listened and learned about the clean-up plan that included the wetlands to the Lokmodan line, the Combined Kurtilas fleet advancing south, and a multi-ethnic mixed reconnaissance team deep into the Red Ridge Mountains.

"Hmm......" Oss narrowed his eyes.

Khadgar was shocked and asked, "Something?" ”

"No, there is no problem with the order, the general command obviously takes into account the advantages and specialties of each race, and the plan is very targeted." Oss was naturally happy to see the alliance working together, "The one in question is the candidate, the commander of the fleet sent to the south by His Majesty Dalin. ”

"Huh?" Khadgar was stunned for a moment, and the information in his mind blurted out, "The Third Fleet of Kul Tiras, led by Gibson Prodmore, the eldest son of His Majesty Dalin, is carrying out a sea penetration plan, with the goal of reaching the seaport of the old Stormwind City and rebuilding it. ”

"Have you seen this prince of Kul Tiras?"

Khadgar shook his head and replied suspiciously, "That's not true, but this Prince Gibson should be the longest of the **** in this generation, right?" He was a generation older than the youngest Prince of Alsace, and couldn't he be on his own in his twenties? ”

"I heard Gianna say that this brother of hers was raised as a civil servant. And I've only seen him once, and he doesn't look like a warrior at all. ”

"Need a letter?"

Oss didn't answer directly, in fact, he wasn't sure in his heart whether the prince of Kul Tiras would die in the second orc war, which was already very different. After all, by now, the Dragonthroat Clan, which was supposed to wipe out the entire Kurtilas Third Fleet, had long been unable to protect itself.

After a long time, Oss said: "I'm afraid it's useless, His Majesty's intention is to sharpen his son, even if the knight orders, His Majesty Dalin can refuse to remove the commander within the navy." ”

Speaking of this, Oss sighed and said, "I hope nothing happens, the hatred between the Alliance and the Horde is deep enough. ”

Of course, not all of what Oss and Khadgar discussed was bad, sad, or worrying.

Khadgar used arcane magic to help Oss write a reply, greatly reducing the amount of time and effort required for this matter.

Further on, the clean-up and reconstruction of Grimbaatar did not require them to be workers; The battle on the Red Dragon Heights to the east was commanded by Furstad, and with the cooperation of the Red Dragons, they did not need to rush to support; To the west, the biggest problem encountered in the clean-up plan from the wetlands to the Lokmodan line was not the scattered orcs that had been defeated, nor the blue-cheeked fishmen who had gathered hundreds of thousands of people, but the drastically changed landscape and environment, and they could not help either.

So, when Oss finished the task at hand, he and Khadgar realized that they really didn't seem to have anything to accomplish other than small talk. Even the war seems to have been temporarily removed at this moment.

In the evening of that day, instead of driving the Dragonthroat Orc captives and ogre laborers to work overnight, Gothrum led people to distribute food to the captives and laborers, and then put them in custody, urging them not to live and rest honestly.

The same is true of the dwarves of the Brute Hammer Clan, whose tireless efforts have led to the refurbishment of the badly damaged royal city being repaired and renovated at a rate visible to the naked eye, which has greatly heightened their spirits. They set up bonfires in the outer areas of the royal city, gathered in twos and threes to drink and eat meat, and used their distinctive voices to discuss current events and anecdotes loudly.

With the good news that Big Brother Furstad had just sent back in his hand, and the thriving picture of Grimbaatar in his eyes, Ospo had a feeling of unreality.

"It's not like you, you're still in a daze." Khadgar quipped with a laugh.

Oss handed the letter to Khadgar and said, "Yes, I suddenly relaxed, even if it's only for a few days, but I'm still a little unused to it. ”

Khadgar shrugged his shoulders, and as he read the letter, he said, "War, conspiracy, our enemy has not surrendered, don't be lazy. ”

Oss smiled and didn't speak.

"Huh? Natural harbor? Khadgar snorted and shook the paper in his hand, "I didn't expect this kind of gain, but 'beachhead', 'victor's sentry', can I say that the name is really not very good?" ”

"The point is that Zuluhid has been trapped on that mudflat, and if it weren't for being caught, the vengeful red dragons would only need one swarm breath......"

Khadgar immediately said, "They won't even have scum left, so I didn't mention it." ”

"Looks like we can prepare the shelter ahead of time."

On the side, Gothrum, who had been all his heart on the Divine Will since he renamed himself the Sword Bearer, interjected in a rare way: "Big Brother Furstad was ready before he set off, he said that he would definitely capture those damn dragonthroat orcs and rebuild the royal city for us!" ”

Oss and Khadgar glanced at each other, and a smile appeared on their faces, which was very tacit.

"Then again." Khadgar gestured to Grimbaatar where he was standing at his feet, "I met the young mage, at Riptide Castle. ”

"You mean Ronin?"

Khadgar raised his left hand, swaying his stubble gray beard, and commented in an old-fashioned manner as a person who had come from the past: "He is very good, with the slow mental power, magic power, and knowledge accumulation speed of a magician, it is difficult to find anyone better than him at his age." But I wondered, how could he have such a bad reputation before this happened? ”

"Experience makes people grow." Oss said.

Khadgar agrees that the flower that grows forever in the greenhouse is no more vital than a weed on the side of the road.

However, Oss turned around and said, "Actually, Ronin had a great gain that day, and he received an indirect gift from the Blue Dragon King Malygos, which is the original power that contains all the arcane wisdom. ”

"Uh......" Khadgar looked at Oss speechlessly, "Please, if you have anything to say next time, please finish it all at once." ”

Oss replied, "I will." ”

"Alas!" Kad sighed heavily, pulling off a few of his own whiskers.

To Oss's great surprise, these beards, which had been pulled off by Khadgar himself, quickly changed their form, as if they had really turned into an herb, emitting bursts of cold magic fluctuations.

"I'm a little jealous of Luo Ning's good luck, look at me now, alas!" Khadgar sighed again.

"Khadgar, I'm curious, how old are you now?"

"What about you? How old are you? ”

"I'm going to be eighteen."

Khadgar's gaze was filled with ill intent, and he said, "I'm twenty-one years old, but if you count the sixty years I've been corrupted by the curse, you can call me Grandpa Khadgar." ”

Oss pursed his lips, pointed to his face and said, "Are you sure you want to take advantage of me?" ”

Khadgar nodded definitely, definitely, and very affirmatively, and deliberately pretended to be vicious, and said: "Looking at the immature faces of you little young people, and listening to your strong love, poor my youth is fleeting, and what twenty-year-old girl would like an old man!" ”

Oss raised his eyebrows: "Who says that the elderly can't have a second spring?" But I'm sure there's no twenty-year-old girl in Khadgar who would like a raunchy, bad old man. I'm more sure you can't take advantage of me. ”

"I'm eighty-one!"

Oss turned his head confidently and said, "Gothrum, tell him." ”

Gothrum didn't raise his head, but said in a dark voice: "Our king, the son of the mountains, is a figure who was active three hundred years ago! You're only eighty-one years old, and in our dwarven tribe, you're just a cub who has just passed the test of adulthood! ”

"Uh......!"

Khadgar's wrinkled face suddenly froze!

Then, he coughed lightly, pretended to stand up, and said, "After a long night's journey and a long day's work, I think what I need most now is not to taste love, but to have a bed." ”

After that, without waiting for Oss and Gothrum to react, he slipped away.

"Hahaha!"

Inside the room, Gothrum laughed unceremoniously.

……

Six days later.

Although the clean-up of Grimbaatar is almost complete, it will take some time to reinforce the collapsed mountain, repair the inner felt hall, reintroduce the magma from the underground core, solidify the lava pool, and so on.

It was also today that Vorstad finally returned from the Red Dragon Heights with a group of griffin knights and seven small red dragons with small juvenile bodies to escort Zuluhid, the chief of the Dragonthroat Clan, and the orc captives!

And the reason why they delayed for such a long time was to completely exhaust the remaining supplies of the Dragonthroat Clan and force the Dragonthroat Clan to choose to surrender in desperation! The second is to lay the foundation for the newly built harbor beachhead, build a wall, and plant the flags of the Three Hammers Council and the Brute Hammer Clan!

p.s. alert, the transition chapters are extremely boring. It's just that the second volume won't have much more combat descriptions.